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Miscellaneous NPC account for NextGenerationMarvel ([personal profile] ngm_miscellaneous) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2013-01-31 06:44 pm

A Charity Gala to End Whatever Important Thing

New York City high society had been absolutely buzzing over this April's charity gala by a certain Mr. Tony Stark. It was seen as exclusive, or as exclusive as his 200 person guest list could be. Some invitations were a given, like Tony's daughter Alexa, whereas others came from what the party planners figured as the right people to make the party memorable or talked about.

The charity event was for the charitable arm of Stark Inc., Stark International. Despite being for charity, it was also seen as a good way for businesses to be seen and network.

The event was held at the Hudson in the Library and Private Park space. It would comfortably fit the people into its 2,600 Square Feet.
valeria_richards: (relaxed)

Re: Library Garden

[personal profile] valeria_richards 2013-02-10 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, Valeria should have thought about that when considering what to wear. The whole switching to unstable molocules but the dress she bought. (She really did!) But then again, it wouldn't be the first time she came to a party not ready to fight. And she managed.

"... that looks good. That isn't something your brother is going to clobber me for, is it?" The drink looked fruity and yummy but for all she knew there could be vodka in there. And of course her little cousin did. Undone tuxedos were a classic.

"It would be better without the cameras. I think I should have worn a dress with straps." She shrugs, "Happily, I've not seen any of my celebrity crushes here." She had one or two but c-list might be the best thing to call them. "So I'm not ditching you for now. But if I see Neil deGrasse Tyson - who I am a fan of - not a crush - you're on your own, kiddo."

Re: Library Garden

[personal profile] realstarpower 2013-02-10 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
"No, no. This is all kinds of non-alcoholic," Ryan said. He waved the glass under Val's nose for a second so she could inhale the non-alcoholic strawberry-mintiness of it all.

"Don't worry, you're far from the first person who's going to have some nip-slippage going on," he said, eyeing a particularly cougar-y looking socialite.

"Well, hey, as long as Mike Tyson's brother doesn't, like, bite your ear off, I'd say you're good to go with him. Though I don't know how Frankie would react to it."